The Double Life of My Billionaire Husband

Chapter 647

“We don’t know whether or not Mr. Larson is in the hospital. Please don’t let the rumors affect our cooperation,” Vivian hurriedly explained. “You’ve done business with the Larson Group before, so I’m sure you already know what the company is capable of. Don’t worry.”

Noticing that the atmosphere was getting a little awkward, Liam decided to act as a peacemaker by smiling and saying, “Miss Cooper, you’re new here. I know it’s inappropriate of us to make things hard for you, but I hope you understand my and Mr. Cruz’s worries. Our companies aren’t big companies like the Larson Group. We can’t afford the losses. How about this? We can sign this contract, but we request a video call to communicate directly with Mr. Larson.”

Gifford crossed his arms and nodded. “Yes. If we can confirm that Brandon isn’t in the hospital, we can sign the contract.”

“I’m afraid it’s an inconvenient time for Mr. Larson to do that right now. How about we delay the signing of the contract? It’s almost lunch time anyway. Would you like me to treat you to lunch first?” Vivian asked.

Her voice was shaky as she glanced at the time on her watch.

Gifford sneered. He then stood up and picked up the documents. “We just wanted to see Brandon, but you won’t let us. I bet he’s so sick that he can’t even get out of bed. You know what? I won’t sign this contract with your company. There’s no point in waiting around here anymore.”

Vivian’s eyes widened. “Mr. Cruz, Mr. Lewis, please listen to me!”

Even though she said that, she didn’t do anything more to try and persuade them to stay. She was the one who spread the rumors about Brandon, after all. All she knew was that Brandon was in the hospital and she could do whatever she wanted to right now. The termination of the cooperation would undoubtedly confirm Brandon’s illness.

If that were to happen, more companies that partnered with the Larson group would also terminate their contracts, and the company would be in shambles. That was what Vivian wanted to happen.

The assistant anxiously pulled on Vivian’s sleeve. “Is Mr. Larson really sick? He should be here by now if nothing really happened.”

At that time, some employees were gathering outside the meeting room. They were eavesdropping on their conversation.

“I think the project is really going to be canceled,” one of the employees said.

Another employee nodded. “The rumors are true, then. Mr. Larson might be seriously ill.”

Gifford and Liam’s faces darkened. They picked up the documents and stood up.

Just when they were about to leave, they heard a booming, stentorian voice, saying, “Where are you two going? We haven’t signed the contract yet!”

“Isn’t that Mr. Larson’s voice?”

Gifford and Liam looked back at the same time. The employees that were standing at the door of the meeting room also looked at where the voice came from.

The man coming their way was wearing shiny leather shoes and a black suit jacket on top of a dress shirt.

His aura was indescribably domineering as he narrowed his eyes and looked around.

It was Brandon.

“Mr. Larson! You’re back!”

they saw him. They looked at him as if he was their

commotion outside, Vivian ran out in a panic. Her face turned pale when she

they held the contract in their hands. Noticing that Brandon looked quite healthy and radiant, they asked, “Mr. Larson, you’re

glanced at Sean behind him with the suitcase in tow and said to the two men in front of

slight misunderstanding just now. We

raised his eyebrows at Liam

ago, a photo of you in the hospital circulated on the Internet. Rumor had it you had a serious brain tumor and that you were looking for a neurologist. What was more, your parents-in-law

expressionlessly. “But I understand your concerns. If

with the Larson Group. How could he let a groundless

pointed his finger at Vivian and concluded, “You knew that Mr. Larson was on a business trip. And yet, you didn’t tell us the truth.

fell on

and Mr. Cruz threatened to leave, Vivian didn’t stop them. Could it

of the Turner family and the one in charge of the Turner

went to this

all stared at Vivian with apparent disgust. Most of them doubted her capabilities. After all, she was already in a high position

only stand there in embarrassment. What they had said was partly true. She indeed did not stop them from leaving. The thing was, the people she had arranged at the

for Vivian’s explanation,

crowd and made up a story on the spot. “Vivian here had no idea I’d come back today as I didn’t even tell the staff about

said, Liam and Gifford did not blame Vivian

Larson, shall we go to the meeting room to discuss the contract in detail?” Liam, with a big smile on his face, rubbed his

shut out of the door and could not hear a word they were saying from

with big smiles on their

interlocked her fingers

the two men had left and Brandon was about to return to the meeting room, she grabbed his

fault. I’m sorry…” Vivian lowered her gaze and swallowed hard. She could not even bring herself

“It wasn’t your fault. I didn’t make it clear to you in the beginning. Just continue what you’ve been doing.” “Really, Mr. Larson?”

things happened in the past few days. Since everyone has done their best, I want you to book a restaurant and organize a party

to set the past aside. She smiled brightly and asked, “Which restaurant should we go to tonight? Do you have

party in Newden Hotel last time? Their

falling down the stairs flashed across Vivian’s mind. At the thought

is the place where you and Mrs. Larson quarreled the last time…” Vivian said

don’t even mind,